I have to thank Bangalore Traffic Police for making my life more interesting over the past year or so. They have been successful at it by just making the boring task of going back home from office an adventurous treasure hunt. Bangalore traffic police is GOOD.
But all that changed the day they changed the direction of St. Marks road one-way.
I don’t get see the call girls on the St. Marks footpath in the evening anymore.
They have taken that element of excitement out of my life forever.
Not that they are absolute jaw droppingly beautiful or underdressed. But then when an overly made up face approaches you and purposely makes a hoarse voice to ask you "Helllllllo, what are you doing tonight?” one's got to feel something.
That brings me to an interesting question. What is a person supposed to feel when a customer soliciting professional sex worker approaches him?
Proud, that someone feels you are financially capable of affording the it?
Or Embarrassed that someone looks at you and says that’s the kind of immoral and desperate guy who would want it?
Or ashamed, that someone looks at your face and says, “Now, look at that face. That’s the kind of loser who’s got no chance if he’s not paying for it ?
What IS a guy supposed to feel?
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